The Pink Evening Sky

In the solitude of my home, high up on the cliff, I watch the sun set o’er the white capped waves of the massive blue Pacific Ocean. The setting sun casts a pale pink hue which adorns the clouds and is mirrored on the ocean’s surface. It seems to take an eternity for the sun to work its way across the summer sky from the morning east to its setting perch; Then, in an instant, after touching the distant horizon, it sinks beneath view leaving only pink ribbons as proof of its existence. As I watch the last traces of the sun disappear, I remember the soft embrace of my love who used to watch the sunsets with me. The pink evening sky foretells another day of sunshine and another day without her by my side.